Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

"Gen character - soil waterfall!"

"Five Spirit Art - Flame Curse!"

"Compound spell - dust explosion!"

Barrage: [Art is an explosion! 】【Teacher's Wife】【Funds are Burning】【Medium Rare】

[Sister with short hair and off powder, my house can't afford to burn it down] [What did she do] [Is little brother all right] [How did you blow it up]...

Rumbling--

A deafening explosion sounded, and violent shock waves scattered, rolling up a large cloud of smoke and dust in the field.

Zhuge Dali didn't even look at Zhang Chulan's position. After turning around and silently casting the Clothes Cleaning Curse on himself, he raised his hand and said calmly, "Referee, I admit defeat."

Immediately, the little girl looked up again at the direction of the rostrum, and walked out of the venue without saying a word.

Hu Yifei nodded lightly, turned on the microphone and announced, "The first match is over, the winner——Zhang Chulan!"

At this moment, Xiao Zhang, who had won his first victory, crawled out of the scorched pit, unscathed except for some disheveled faces.

After Zhang Chulan got out of the pit, she looked around realistically, and seeing that Zhuge Dali was about to go far away, she hurriedly shouted at her back: "Thank you, Mrs. Dali, for your mercy!"

The little girl waved her hands lightly without looking back, leaving a handsome figure behind and disappeared at the corner of the contestant passage.

Hu Yifei saw that the result of the game had been announced for a long time, and Zhang Chulan had no intention of leaving, so she coughed lightly and reminded:

"Cough! Cough!... After the game is over, please leave the field as soon as possible and don't stay. The players in the next game will still use the field!"

"Hey hey~ No problem, Aunt Fei~ I'll go now, I'll go now~" Comrade Xiao Zhang showed the same iconic flattering smile on his face as his beloved Uncle Zhang Wei, quite familiar.

"Hey, who is your aunt! Tell you, stay away from our Linglong family in the future!"

The female devil stared angrily.

"Although our Linglong family can't be said to be spoiled and spoiled since childhood, at least she has no worries about food and clothing. She can't endure the hardships of your old Zhang family."

"I didn't say to make Linglong suffer with me! I mean—"

"Please leave the field immediately, the next set of matches is about to begin!"

Zhang Chulan was about to explain, but was interrupted by Hu Yifei again as soon as the words came out. In desperation, she sighed softly, turned around, picked up Wang Ergou who was still unconscious, and trotted towards the contestant passage.

Hu Yifei watched the boy walk away, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Next, let's invite the three contestants from the second competition——Wang Ye, Iron Monkey, and Shan Shitong!"

s: second update

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Chapter 294 Tell a joke, Tai Chi uses softness to overcome rigidity

"Yawn~ How are you two~ Xiaoyu...Your brother is being polite."

In the middle of the arena, Wang Ye, who just woke up from a doze, habitually wanted to do a salute, but suddenly came to his senses, he had already returned to vulgarity half a month ago.

For this matter, his father Wang Weiguo also specially called Meng to thank him for saving his son who had suffered from cerebral palsy for many years.

Seeing the sleeves of his hands suddenly, Wang also sighed silently, his painting style has changed from the old green linen robes to the current Nike Umbro.

The Wudang Trail of the past is no longer there, leaving only a skin called a "prince" rotten in the world of mortals.

And just when Wang Ye was addicted to the past and couldn't extricate himself, Hu Yifei's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"The contest begins!"

"Shua—" Following the referee's order, Wang Ye's two opponents attacked him in tacit agreement.

"Hey, hey! The younger brother and the two big brothers have any grudges or grievances, why do they want to besiege me as soon as they come up!"

"Hmph, stop talking nonsense! You're a seed player that's been rumored outside! You're the vice-captain of the sanitation brigade, right? I'm an iron monkey, and I'm going to weigh your weight today!"

"I'm sorry, Brother Wang, although Shan is unwilling to join forces with others, but just to be on the safe side, please leave first!"

Barrage: [Finally started] [It's Tai Chi!Ye Qinghui] [Mom!The bald head turned into a golden armored warrior]

[Tai Chi brother is so handsome too] [Who the hell is that?Is the little brother annoying every day] [Stop making noise!Look carefully, the talisman is moving]

【what is this?Lame after sticking a talisman on it? 】【Should it be the role of the talisman? 】【Selling abductees】...

In the arena, Wang, who kept his center of gravity on one foot, was also punched by the iron monkey and smashed the Taiji cloud hand, and he staggered two steps before he could hang himself.

"Wang Ye, how's it going! How does it feel to shake my hands?"

"So it's the arm and the hand? No wonder you obviously couldn't hit it, but the arm suddenly became longer.

Not only that, after joining the power of the Vajra of Buddhism, your kung fu can throw the qi like a bomb, and you can control the distance and timing of the explosion at will... Very good kung fu, no wonder my soft energy is sticky Less than your strength. "

As he spoke, Wang Ye rubbed his slightly sore wrist, and slowly tore off a talisman with cyan fluorescence from his left leg.

"There's also this green talisman god, who doesn't need to chant mantras or prepare talismans in advance to seal the enemy's energy channels. My left leg can no longer use its strength."

As he said that, Wang also scratched his head in distress: "Oh! Really, why is it so troublesome when you come up? If you lose this round, it will be counted as absenteeism~"

"Hmph, what can you do if you understand it? My father was defeated by your Taiji Roujin in Wudang Mountain back then, so he painstakingly studied this King Kong... This is specially used to deal with you of!"

"Iron Monkey, don't talk nonsense, send him out quickly, we two will have a winner in a while!"

"Understood, I'll send him out right away. Wang Ye! You have to watch carefully, it depends on what kind of steel you have if you can overcome it with softness! Drink—"

……

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2 minute later.

"The second competition is over, the winner—Wang Ye!"

Barrage: [Tell a joke, Tai Chi uses softness to overcome rigidity] [I still don’t understand, I strongly request to join the commentary session] [Please +1 for commentary, comrades, let the organizer see it]

Following Hu Yifei's announcement, Pharaoh limped towards the player aisle, his listless expression made it impossible to associate him with the mighty performance in the previous 2 minutes.

In the auditorium, Zhuge Bai, a child laborer hired by Meng Lang with 2 yuan in pocket money, pulled Zhuge Dali by the corner of his clothes with an innocent face:

"Sister Dali, how did Big Brother Wang Ye win just now? I only saw him use a bird's tail on the spot. Why did the green talisman fall down?"

Zhuge Dali didn't know that Xiao Zhengtai was a spy arranged by someone to divert his attention. Hearing this, he had no choice but to hold back his desire to settle accounts with Meng Lang immediately, lowered his head and smiled and explained: